The emperor chases his wife: a black-bellied husband clings to the door

Chapter 272 The Last Christmas

"I will try my best to treat you as a friend, just try my best, if I can't, I will still be a stranger to you."

After a while, Jiang Yihan leaned against the wall and said with a wry smile, "I should have known that your character is one of a kind, as long as you make up your mind, you will never look back. It's my own fault, let me miss it. You. If only I had been stronger then."

Looking at the powerless Jiang Yihan, Xia Yumo suddenly couldn't bear it, "It's not too late to become stronger now, and you will always meet someone you want and need your protection again."

Jiang Yihan shook his head, "There will be no more. Momo, the day after tomorrow is Christmas, spend it with me, maybe it will be the last Christmas we spend together, and it will be the end of our previous relationship."

Xia Yumo nodded, "Okay."

Ouyang Hanting shook the wine in the glass, looked indifferently at the coquettish snake dancing woman in front of him, not at all moved.

Dynasty, this gold-selling cave that makes people dreamy and intoxicated, how many people are fascinated by the flowers.

Only Ouyang Hanting had cold and sober eyes.

A servant came over suddenly, and Fu whispered something in Ouyang's ear.

The corner of Ouyang Hanting's mouth curled up, but his eyes revealed an unprecedented sternness, and he nodded, "Very good."

After speaking, he got up and walked outside.

As soon as he went out, his bodyguard immediately strode to keep up.

After a while, their figures disappeared in the resplendent hall of the Dynasty.

"XX County, Tong'an Road."

After Ouyang Hanting got into the car, he closed his eyes and meditated after only saying these two sentences.

On Tong'an Road, the only sound left is the rustling of fine snow grits.

This area was originally the warehouse area of ​​several factories, so, apart from some staff who usually go in and out, there are basically only electronic eyes for 360-degree monitoring on the iron fence.

A black car came silently. Even though it was walking on the thick snow, it was still very fast and did not slip. I don't know whether it was because the performance of the car was too good or the driver's skill was too high.

The car stopped at the back door of a warehouse, but no one got out of the car.

The world was white for a while, and the black car was also covered with snow, blending with the snow.

Also in xx County, Fuchun Road, Xia Yumo and Jiang Yihan walked side by side in the snow, as if they were picking up the footprints left by the past, and also seemed to say goodbye to the past.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was quiet with a subtle sadness.

However, both of them knew that if they couldn't go back, they couldn't go back.

Since they can't go back, as long as time moves forward, they still have to live day by day.

It's just that they go their separate ways from now on, and when they meet again, even if they are not the most familiar strangers, there will be no more connections.

"Oh, it's Christmas, why are we dead?"

Xia Yumo suddenly made a sound, and ran up to Jiang Yihan, "There is only one Christmas in X5. I don't want to just press the road like this."

Xia Yumo's voice was cheerful and unrestrained, and Jiang Yihan, who had been silent in the sad and reminiscing mood, seemed to be infected too. In his indifferent eyes, he condensed into a rare brilliance, with some doting and rare His expression shrouded Xia Yumo's body.

This woman who thought she would be together for the rest of her life, who thought she would stay by her side no matter what she did, slipped away through her fingers like a slippery fish.

(End of this chapter)